She freezes as she feels it prodding at her.

You can feel the trembling tension in her body, can feel the muscles in her thighs twitching around your shaft as your heart pounds against her back and you swallow against the sudden dryness in your mouth.

Her smooth, creamy thighs feel... very good around your hard, slippery shaft... and you suddenly realize you can smell her, a scent you've known ever since you were born, but somehow... different now... sweeter...

"Amanda," you grunt. "Don't move. Seriously... I... this body is... it's all really a lot, okay?"

Her breath tickles the top of your hand as she breathes hard and fast through her nose, turning her head to roll a wide eye toward you.

"Listen," you say, trying to sound calm and reasonable even as every twitch of her body or yours makes a jolt of pleasure race through you. Oh god, this is so wrong, it's Amanda, why does her body feel so good... "I'm not going to hurt you. Just... hear me out, okay?"